The Tempest

Suddenly! ! ! The sky, faintly paintly, like a dog at restThe boat began to roll from side by side The temperature dipped all of a suddenDark clouds blurred the moon.

The moon’s mercury flush was painted sliver by the thunderheads, casting down sliver of light with a ghostly glowOngoing the moon, the rain reflect in like a wrath’s veil of sorrow It lull a baby to sleep It persist the day to calm and oblige like a Sabbath dayA mountainous wave rose up before him blotting out the sky The wing blood out the moon and raining comes into existence